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Apr 2020
Tired flames
Still burn, though they struggle
Tired flames, The wind is to come thy way
And fight you shall, to keep thy light

To the heavens one cries for mercy
Only to be met with rain
Tired flames
Struggle, struggle
They come for your light
Pyassa Lias
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Pyassa Lias  25/M/London
(25/M/London)   
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     Fawn, Eloisa and Bogdan Dragos
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